Yato looked down at his phone indecisively. He COULD call Hiyori, and he felt stupid for not thinking of it before, but then again...was now a good time? Since Hiyori had built him that shrine, that wonderful little shrine, Yato found himself a tad more concerned with domestics, for Hiyori's sake in the very least. Before, he wouldn't have hesitated for a second, just flip open the phone and start calling, but for once, Yato didn't want to be a bother. Was he...no...he couldn't be...turning a little more human, could he? Well, apparently not, because as soon as Yukine mentioned the donut idea, those blue eyes shifted from hesitation to greed, and Yato was dialing away.
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The upperclassman had been keen to study Hiyori's movements, the way her eyes flitted uncomfortably, her polite smiles, her finger-tracing. She was just interesting to...observe. Fujisaki was well aware that she was a much shyer girl than the ones he'd ever dated, and that made every one of her idiosyncrasies so appealing. Point-blank, she was cute and different, and Fujisaki liked that. It took the boy a moment to answer her question, simply because he was busy watching her. "Never tried it before." Finally, his gaze moved to his own menu, searching for the tempura. Cheap price...only 100 yen? "If you want it, order it," he told her, tossing his menu to the side. Realizing his action may have appeared...not so gentlemanly, he smiled back at her. The warmer she felt inside, the better. Have to let her know that I'm a cool guy, that she doesn't have to be shy.
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(Oh cool! Did you meet him/her online or..? And, how do you think I'm doing? Am I capturing the characters alright?)